Sister’s Toilet Slave Femdom Story
“Aww, something looks different. Who are you and what have you done with my toilet?”, she giggled. “I almost feel bad for having to use you again, seeing you all nice and clean, but hey, nature calls”. She pulled down her pajamas and wiggled herself comfortably on the seat and started peeing. When she was done, about half a liter of urine entered into his stomach. She wiped her vagina dry and without saying another word, pulled her pajamas back up and left.
Not even five minutes had passed and the door opened again. Lisa headed straight towards the toilet and lifted its cover. She looked down at him indifferently and casually turned around and sat down to pee. Just before the stream of urine diminished completely, she lifted herself off the seat, causing the remaining pee to splash on his face. She took a wad of paper and wiped herself dry. Then without even looking back at him, closed the lid, washed her hands in the sink and went to bed.
Monday morning – 9:10 am. Lisa was peacefully sleeping in her bed. It was the last official week of school before the start of the finals, and technically she needed to be in class, but the teachers were lenient about it and didn’t require students to attend classes during that time, unless they wanted to (Usually students who needed help on a particular topic and such).
*Knock*… *knock*…. Jennifer was outside Lisa’s door. “Liz? I am coming in” she continued, after a few seconds passed with no response. She opened the door and peeked inside. The curtains were closed and her daughter was soundly asleep in her bed. Jennifer frowned and made her way in. “Why are you setting up meetings if you’re not going to stick with them”, she murmured in disapproval while walking towards the window to open the curtains. “Rise and shine sweetie”
The sun shone on Lisa’s face which made her uncomfortable, so she turned on her other side. “Oh, no! You’re getting up now!” her mother pinched her on her butt. “Jesus, mum! What is the matter?” she squirmed and looked at her upset. -“Do you know what time it is?”
Lisa rubbed her eyes and turned to the clock on her nightstand. It was 9:12 am. “I don’t have to go to school. It’s not mandatory and I am better off studying at home”. -“So you don’t have anything planned for the morning?” Lisa lay on her back and put one hand to her forehead. “Oh dammit. I had a meeting with Betty at 9:00!” -“There you have it. She is waiting for you in the living room”.
“Uhmm, mum? Could you ask Matilda to show her to my room? I’ll be ready in a minute.” -“Sure, but next time set up an alarm to wake you up. I am not your servant” her mother said on her way out. “I did set it up. I don’t know why it didn’t go off”, Lisa tried to excuse herself. She got off her bed and opened the wardrobe to pick her clothes.
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“Hey Betty!” Lisa greeted her classmate with a hug. “Come on in” -“It’s nice to see you Lisa!”. Lisa turned to the maid. “Matilda, could you bring us two cups of coffee and some biscuits, please?” “Of course Lisa! I’ll be right back” Lisa closed the door and joined Betty at the coffee table by the window.
“So, how are you feeling now? I’ve heard you were in a car accident, how long was it… a month and a half ago?” Lisa initiated a conversation. -“Yeah, that is correct. I had to spend so long in the hospital. By the time I was due for release I was starting to get crazy”. She smiled. -“The doctors wanted me to stay one more week, but I told them, that would only happen over my dead body”. Both girls giggled. -“Besides the finals are next week, you know. I need to prepare”
“Yeah, everyone is freaking out about the exams the past couple of weeks”. “But you are healed now, right?” -“Yeah, I am all good. Lesson learned. Don’t cross the street without looking both ways” Betty smiled.
-“By the way, thank you for offering me a copy of your history notes. I greatly appreciate it. I tried to call Daniel first, you know, having been sitting together in class for the past three years, but his phone was switched off. Have you heard from him or seen him recently?”
“Daniel Stone? Sorry, no. I haven’t seen him for weeks. I’ve had some problems with my family lately, and I didn’t go to school for some time. But I am sure he’s fine and maybe just busy revising for exams, like the rest of us”.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought too, it’s just that it’s not like him not calling me for so long”.
At this moment they heard Matilda knock on the door and after a small pause she let herself in, carrying a tray with two cups of coffee, a sugar bowl and a plate with oatmeal biscuits. She served them gently in front of the young girls and excused herself out.
“Thank you Matilda!” Lisa said to the maid.
Betty put a spoon of sugar in her cup and with controlled, clockwise motion stirred the coffee, and rested the spoon on the edge of her plate when she was done.
“You said you’ve had problems in your family. Are things better now, if you don’t mind me asking?” -“Yeah, you can say so. You know, I have told only a few people about this, so just don’t tell anyone, ok?” -“About a month ago, my sister Amy nearly got raped one night while we were out clubbing”. “My gosh!” Betty exclaimed.
-“Luckily the bastard couldn’t do anything but tear her clothes and scare her. He got caught and eventually was found guilty of attempted rape”. “I hope that son of a bitch rots in hell” Betty spoke in anger. -“You’re not far from the truth Betty”, Lisa grinned. -“Do you know what his punishment was?” -“He was sentenced to three years of being a full-time human toilet. Here in our home”.
“Errr, what do you mean by a full-time human toilet?” Betty asked confused. Broad smile formed on Lisa’s face. -“Apparently some psychologists that work with rape victims came up with the idea of having the rapists be used as a personal toilet, like an actual toilet which you use to pee and shit. They say that this helps the victim to recover faster from her trauma”. “Ha-ha. I’m loving this. That is such a mean and fitting punishment”.
-“Yep. So, the jury, not without some pressure from a feminist group, I forgot to mention, there were some feminists allowed on trial day, they decided that having him serve as a toilet would be best”. Lisa sipped some of her coffee and added. “So now we get to use him every day”.
“And how is Amy holding up?” Betty asked with concerned voice. – “Oh, she is fine. Don’t worry. She vaguely remembers bits of what happened. But she decided to make this scumbag regret he ever laid a finger on her.”
The girls finished off their biscuits and coffee and eventually shifted the topic of conversation to the upcoming exams.
About thirty minutes in their conversation Betty felt the urge to empty her bowels.
“Uhmm Lisa? I am sorry about that, but I haven’t been to the toilet this morning and drinking coffee always makes me go, you know…” She blushed. “Could you point me to the bathroom?” -“Sure, Betty. You could actually try the living toilet yourself. However, I’ll need to get you something first”.
Lisa went to her nightstand and retrieved a black, silky sleeping mask out of the drawer and showed it to Betty. “I want you to wear this while using him, for safety reasons”. “In three years this guy is supposed to be released and I don’t want him to remember any faces, and go looking for vengeance for those who used him, other than my family that is. It’s only a slim chance of that happening, but still…” -“I understand“ Betty agreed.
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Daniel was woken up by the urge to pee. He relaxed the muscles keeping the urine in his bladder and waited for his body to do its job. He tried to keep his limbs active for a few minutes by flexing the fingers of his hands, followed by twisting motions in his wrists. Next he flexed his toes, and slowly moved his ankles as much as the straps allowed him. He finished his exercise by stretching his neck using circular motions. When he was done he exhaled soundly.
Last night he couldn’t get a good sleep. He had nightmares and woke up several times during the night. As a result, he was tired, but his mind would still not let him fall asleep.